I... fuck... Beilong subconsciously wanted to vomit, but there was no foreign body in his mouth and throat. The golden sword did not directly reach his stomach, but seemed to disappear into his body out of thin air.

Beilong was shocked and quickly closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body... It seemed that there was no change, but there seemed to be a little restlessness in his dantian. Beilong practiced the "Fire Dragon True Sutra". The internal strength of the fire dragon in the dantian was like a river of flames flowing. The golden sword entered the dantian for some reason, like a golden dragon playing and walking freely in the river of flames!

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely not be able to accept this setting for a while, but Bei Long returned from the end of the world. He had never seen any strange things before, and he, the God of Fire, is also a supernatural existence.

The night pearl in his hand suddenly turned into a curling white smoke. Beilong just breathed normally, but when he inhaled, all the curling white smoke transformed by the night pearl was suddenly sucked into his body.

At the same time, Beilong seemed to be a fairy who was dancing with a great god. He was shocked and seemed to have something more in plain sight. It was not something that could form words, but was directly integrated into the memory of the body.

The big river of flames in his dantian rolled up automatically, and the golden sword drilled in and out around the big river of flames, as if the big river of flames was tempering the golden sword. The golden sword stimulated the "catfish effect" of the big river of flames. The two complemented each other, blended in water and milk, and mingled like thunder in the sky and earth fire.

Although there are still many uses of the golden sword that has not been lit in Beilong's heart, Beilong is still uncontrollably excited. The sword god steadily sat in the fifth seat of the Holy Mahatma Club with this golden sword, and even betrayed China, no one can do anything about him. Now this golden sword is his own, and it seems to be more compatible with his fire system physique. The last time he was in the end of the world, what height would he reach this time?

Even if there are external and internal troubles that have already discovered signs in the future, it is not worth fearing when you grow up...

Pei Min's golden sword is probably the flying sword of the ancient sword immortal. The sword god named it "Seven Stars" from Wang Wei's "Give to General Pei" "Seven Stars of the Sword at Waist" in "Give to General Pei". But since it now belongs to Beilong, Beilong gave it a new name - "Fenghui", which is derived from Yan Zhenqing's "Give to General Pei" "Sword dances like a wandering lightning, and goes back with the wind."

Then Bei Long looked at Pei Min again, but was shocked to find that in just a moment, Pei Min turned into ashes even with her clothes. I don’t know if it was because of the Feng Hui Xiaojian or Ye Mingzhu being taken away. There was always a gust of cold wind coming in from outside, and it was a "huh" and there was nothing left.

After a moment of dullness, Bei Long walked out of the ice cave and came to Pei Min's stone statue and solemnly bowed three times. After he got this Feng Hui Xiaojian, he could be considered a successor of Pei Min's pastor, and he had a master and apprenticeship.

When I looked back, I saw two holes, one big and one small, side by side on the stone wall. Beilong couldn't help but sigh secretly, fortunately, he knew there was a chance here, otherwise who would have thought that there was a small hole hidden in the ice layer next to the big hole?

But then again, will the snow monster have any connection with Pei Min? Beilong still thinks it is unlikely. After all, Pei Min is the sword saint in the Kaiyuan period of the Tang Dynasty. More than a thousand years have passed since the Kaiyuan period to the present. Perhaps... it is just a coincidence...

Beilong went over and grabbed the long hemp rope, and still shivered around his waist, and climbed up the cliff clumsy and careful.

Zhaxi was lying down from the cliff and watching, but the stone platform was surrounded by white clouds and covered with ice and snow. He actually couldn't see what Beilong had done. He just saw that Beilong had turned around the stone statue for a few times and disappeared into the cave. He came out and circled around the stone statue for a few times and then dug a hole in the stone wall. It seemed that he had dug a hole and crawled in. When he came out again, he worshiped the stone statue, which made Zhaxi confused.

When Beilong was halfway through, Taxi couldn't help but shout, "Sir, have you found the baby?"

"Look, found it!" Bei Long trembled as he grabbed the rope, as if he was scared by the high-altitude work.

"Sir," Zhaxi hung down the small branch basket he had been carrying with a rope: "Give me your baby first!"

Bei Long seemed to be stunned for a moment, subconsciously shook his head: "No, no, I can take it myself."

"Sir, I say, give me your baby first!" Taxi's honest and honest face became ferocious. He pulled out a ox-horned knife from his waist and threatenedly grinded the rope that Beilong was holding twice. The ox-horned knife was very sharp. He only polished the rope twice and then made a big gap!

Suddenly, Beilong's face changed below: "I really misread you! I didn't expect you to be such a person!"

"I didn't want to kill you, killing a colonel officer may cause big trouble." Tashi grinned: "But who told you to get the baby, it's still my baby!

"Sir, you are still very capable. I have gone down several times, but I haven't found any baby! I didn't expect that you will go down once... Haha, stop talking nonsense, hand over the baby!"

Beilong really wants to say that this baby never belonged to you, but now it seems that there is no need for this:

"Do you cut?"

"Ha?" Taxi was stunned: What's the situation? You fell to death as soon as I cut you! Why dare you challenge me?

"Ha!" Bei Long sneered, his toes gently slit into the cracks of the stone wall, and suddenly he seemed to be a kite that was blown by the wind, and even surpassed the edge of the cliff!

"Hiss--" Zhaxi couldn't help but take a breath of air conditioning, hurriedly got up and took a few steps back, pointing at Beilong with a sharp knife.

Beilong floated lightly and landed on the edge of the cliff like a feather, and stretched out a hand to Tashi with a smile:

"Give me back."

"What else?" Taxi was stunned for a moment, obviously he didn't feel that he owed Beilong anything.

"Pen." Although Beilong looked smiling, there was no warmth in his smile: "Give me back."

"You are not worthy!"
Chapter completed!